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There is always room for one more

I see by his coat he must be a stray,
The untidy look gives him away.
He’s lost his will and is so thin,
Hasn’t eaten since God knows when.
I know as I coax him through the door,
There’s always room for just one more.

The other night in the freezing rain,
That little female came again.
Matted and soaked, crying in need,
Lost and alone, with babies to feed.
Her pleading eyes I couldn’t ignore.
There’s always room for just one more.

There’s a new face on the docks today,
Clean but hungry, to our dismay,
I stroked her head; she did shudder.
She started to go, but fell on the floor.
There’s always room for just one more.

There’s a poor doggy standing in the rain,
I’ve tried to entice him time and again.
One ear’s lopsided, the other’s been torn,
Blind in one eye, lost and forlorn.
He’s coming now, so I’ll open the door.
There’s always room for just one more.

I see a face hiding in the barn
Just big eyes, black and wan
Emaciated body, so haggard and worn
As pale and soft as the morn
I gather him up and start for the door
There’s always room for one more.

These stories are true, as I’ve said before,
There’s always room for just one more.